Bruce Hornsby - Funhouse Lyrics
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Funhouse
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What Are The Lyrics For Funhouse By Bruce Hornsby?
Jenny drove out to Vegas for the first time
Picked up a guy hitching on the highway side Rode into town together looking for a sign Thought they saw something in the keno lights She'd always do what she should A nice girl of the neighborhood Had everything that money could buy [Incomprehensible], looking for the Funhouse, dark as night Strap in for the long ride Funhouse, don't be frightened Who knows what you'll find Jimmy was fascinated with the made men Went out to find any movie he could rent Died his hair black, I bought him an olive oil suit To run with the wolves, like Romulus in reno would I know you play by the rules But I know you've got a dark streak too And go out for a closer view Go out for a ride, looking for the [Chorus] Funhouse, dark as night Strap in for the long ride Funhouse, danger's high Who knows, you might like it She loved how she felt that tingle in her body When she had her palm read in the back of the house She loved how everybody loved her when she took it out Would jump around, would scream and shout Forbidden fruit sure tastes fine Better than towing the long, straight line Careful what you ask for you might just find You like it when you cross the line, looking for the [Chorus: x2] |
Who Wrote Funhouse By Bruce Hornsby?
Bruce Hornsby
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What's The Duration Of The Funhouse By Bruce Hornsby?The duration of Funhouse is 4:22 minutes and seconds. |
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